Baddies Persuasion Novels & Stories

She remained sitting on the bed and ignored him when he came to a stop outside her door. “Aislen Carter,” he purred. She picked at her fingernails. “Hmm,” he sighed through his nose. “There are two paths forward for you Aislen. You can either be a good girl, or a bad one. Bad girls get,” he touched his throat. “Good girls get,” he opened his palm to show two blisters holding a familiar brand of painkiller and shook the bottle of water that he held. “Which are you?” She pushed herself to standing and walked over to the bars. “I can be good,” she said.

The one I couldn’t predict or prepare for. “Final challenge,” Thaddeus said. “Social leadership and conflict resolution. We will present a scenario. You will navigate it in real time. No preparation. No script. Just instinct and judgment.” He gestured to the door. It opened. Madison walked in. My stomach dropped. She looked terrible. Thin. Pale. Hair lank. She’d been in custody since the gathering. Since testifying against her father. “Madison Blackthorn has requested clemency,” Thaddeus said. “She helped you. Provided evidence against her father. But she also participated in the original conspiracy. Helped destroy your scholarship. Attempted to discredit you.”

"I love giving a good first impression" "Oh" he returns his look to his laptop and I'm grateful he's not looking at me. Somehow Baddie makes me want to be so perfect, I mean he is perfect himself, perfect at handling this job, perfect body, would even pass for a model, practically almost every woman would swoon if they were in an office alone with him. I make a mental note to recommend him to Mr. Liendior should they lack any male model.

he brought the glass of wine he was holding to his lips. What was he saying? Wasn't he also part of the Bravado's? " I understand how people feel about us" he continued. " But not all of us have those bad qualities, but it's hard to convince anyone anymore, we're all known as the Bravado bad boys" I fiddled with the shiny pleat of flower on my gown as my eyes met his " Can I really trust you? I swallowed. trusting any of the Bravado's was a trap to destruction

He always saves me from unfortunate falls. “Are you okay, Miss?” Sidd asked and I affirmed with a nod. He helped me up to my feet. “Take this bitch out of here before I take it up with her!” the bad guy ordered angrily. “You are so mannerless, how could you hit a girl like that?” Sidd scolded calmly. “It’s none of your business,” the bad guy riposted and pulled the lady he was hitting.

He challenges me, and I frown. "Well, yes, I'll admit, I've never done that," I say, feeling a bit pathetic compared to him. "I'm not good at lying, though." "What if we both did it?" He asks, getting that glint in his eye that tells me he's up to no good. Is it wrong that it turns me on when he's bad? "Let's plan a day where we both pretend we're sick, then when our parents leave for work, I'll sneak over to your house."

“I can’t believe everyone is pointing fingers at me for exposing a bad person.” Amber didn’t flinch. “Him being a bad person isn’t the issue. You were excited, Jace. Excited to tear them apart. Excited to make Zara see Noah as the villain.” “Well, he is a bad guy.” I answered, unrepentant. “You don’t even have real evidence,” she shot back. “You don’t know the full story.” “What other story do I need?” I exploded, frustration boiling over. “God, what the hell is wrong with all of you? Why are you all acting like I’m the bad person here?”

In this life, everyone was acting a little different and that included April but it did not change the basis of things, the fact that she wanted to make me the villain and I could not let her. “Does it look like I pushed her?” I asked, my tone a little hard. “She grabbed me and as I turned to ask her why, she suddenly fell.” It was a truth that sounded like a lie but I did not have much of a defense in this situation. “It’s okay if you want to make me the bad guy, though. I understand.” “Persephone, it’s not about making anyone the bad guy. It was a simple question, not an accusation,” Cassius spoke with an edge in his tone.

She's a baddie, which is obvious, a transformed one because Sandra changed into this bad form due to her financial problem which led to the death of her sister. Isabella's heart beat increased fearfully, sensing what Sandra might ask of her. But she was desperate, and she knew she had no other choice. "I guess you're not ready for this, but will you?" "Chara, please explain to this kitten"she cut her off and hissed out.

These dumb teenagers! “Look, if you want to live in his high school, I’ll give you a good advice. Stay away from this snatcher and be with us" Sarah shockingly pulled me closer to her and for a moment, I really wished to snap her hands for catching my collar like that. “Rather I would stay away from bitches like you" I pushed her away and dusted my dress from the curls her hands made and everyone who were watching us began to murmur in shock. Oh yes people, I’m no more a good boy and you hadn’t seen the bad boy yet!!!